The Collected Works of Theodore Parker: Sermons. Prayers

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Trübner, 1867 - 353 頁
 

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第 79 頁 - Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth; Glad hearts, without reproach or blot, Who do thy work and know it not: Oh!
第 158 頁 - A gem that glitters while it lives, And no forewarning gives ; But, at the touch of wrong, without a strife Slips in a moment out of life.
第 129 頁 - There are briers besetting every path, That call for patient care ; There is a cross in every lot, And an earnest need for prayer ; But a lowly heart that leans on Thee Is happy anywhere. In a service which Thy will appoints, There are no bonds for me ; For my inmost heart is taught ' the truth That makes Thy children ' free ; ' And a life of self-renouncing love Is a life of liberty.
第 28 頁 - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken; The word by seers or sibyls told In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost.
第 22 頁 - O Lord, may we be quick to resent anything like an insult to our nation ; so may Thy Kingdom come and Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven. Amen.
第 138 頁 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only ; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power ; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good. The darts of anguish fix not where the seat Of suffering hath been thoroughly fortified By acquiescence in the Will supreme For time and for eternity...
第 68 頁 - At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie Wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labor an
第 119 頁 - you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water!
第 176 頁 - These surface-troubles come and go, Like rufflings of the sea ; The deeper depth is out of reach To all, my God, but Thee.